CH.82 Justice

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Bakugo POV

I 'coincidently' drove past the destination multiple times; unsure if this is fine for Deku's physiological health. I could tell the nerd was beginning to question my motives as he kept glancing over at me, tapping an annoyed finger.

"OI, we really don't have to do th-"

He stares forward at the road, tying his eyebrows together in a strict manner. "No. I will see him one way or another."

I suck in my lips, knowing he won't give up on the dumb idea.

After 15 minutes of going in constant loops, I pull in and put the car in park. Is it too late to stop this...?

"Senior Retirement Home. Isn't this where you basically wanted to end up, Kacchan?" He covers the snickering escaping his mouth.

I flip over a tad irritated. "W-What?! Hell no, wrong type of retirement."

He shrugs, then nervously starts walking towards the building. I caught a glimpse of him shaking seizure style. Wasn't he the one that wanted to come out all this way to see him?

I griped his hand and held it right in my grasp, it's the least I could do without embarrassing him. He jumps at my hold them calms down once a smirk appears upon my face.

"Yes, we're looking for Tonoroshi Yagi, please?" The woman nods asking all sorts of personal information before letting us in.

"If you want you can stay here." Freckles offers becoming anxious again.

I shake my head vividly. "No. We all know what happened the last time we did that."

Deku stares down fidgeting with his fingers before agreeing.

"3, 2, 1." I count down gradually before the events that lead up to opening the door.

I look away, already knowing half the story and what he's going to ask. Even I pity the man for being in this ass state.

Deku POV

There he sat on the bed. The man who both ruined and made my life all at once, a time ago. He had a breathing machine hooked up to him. I'm guessing his blood coughing got worse over these years. But there's no time to feel bad for the sicko. We have more important and better things to discuss.

"All Might." I cringe and curse to myself hearing me personally call him that. "I want an explanation. You know exactly what for. I don't care for your apologies, neither."

The ragged man slowly tilts his head up to my overwhelmed face, not surprised at the least. I scoff at the reaction. "Y-Young Midoriya..Young B-Bakugo.."
A big smile spreads across his cheek bones. "I am here."

"Cut the bs, All Might!" My eyes water with rage but Kacchan kept his tight hold-still, understanding how frustrated I was becoming.

His lapis blue eyes fill with sadness. "I made... I made a mistake. The worst of it is, I did it twice." All Might clenched his hand into a fist. "I-I tried to make it up though the best I could. I tried redeeming myself..."

"Stop! Stop acting like the victim! What did you do that was so redeeming, that all your past mistakes don't matter anymore!" I huffed and huffed, lungs out of breath. I felt Kacchan let go of my grip and go up my spine to rub my sore back in circles. I ease myself.

He chuckles and points at my Kacchan. I raise my arm, wanting to smack his filthy hand away. Kacchan quickly brings me down-shaking his head. "He... Did he not tell you...?"

Kacchan stares deeply into All Might's eyes with resentment.
"I didn't think it was my place to do so. If he wants to know I want him to listen to the source that caused it all."

"Well then, I did it."

"Did what?"

"I got him out."

"Got who out."

The yellowed blonde shifts around a bit. "I was able to go to court and admit my faults."

"..."

"I got Tomura Shigaraki out of prison, and got him the correct mental health support he needed, I caused. As for the rest, they got the same treatment. They'll be out in a couple of months, since this happened a while back."

I was taken aback by this. Does he really mean what he claims? My mind was a mess up to that point. Why? Why would he do such a thing? "And us. What about the two of us?"

It goes silent as the room tenses.

"Well... I wouldn't of done so if it wasn't for Young Bakugo here." He laughs and Kacchan roles his ruby red eyes. "The day you left, his grades went down, his dancing, even his social life was a mess. He kept claiming he was fine, even though, he never acted as such. One day, I questioned why his life was going so badly down hill. He ignored and glared at me with fire contained in his eyes. Fire that can burn one if starred at too long."

He chuckles again even though not a single person is laughing about the whole situation.

"I realized, he was missing you. In more of a literal sense that is. He would always carelessly draw you on assignments and notes and accidentally turned them in. He even decided to take up Ballet lessons but was on the verge of sobbing each lesson. I came to the quick realization this was how Young Tomura felt, you felt."

He scratched the back of his head getting tired of telling the long tale. "You were my Young predecessor. I seen you as a son to me. Heck, whenever I witnessed the both of you together I thought, 'power couple'. It was immidetly kinda cute."

"But?"

"But, the day you went missing, I blamed him. I blamed Young Bakugo over there. Now, now, don't get me wrong. At first,  I had a feeling it was an honest mistaking assumption of mine. Though, every time he pulled you away. He pulled you away farther and farther from your goals. I thought your mind was simply clouded with a bad boy crush."

I shook my head in disbelief. "No! I was the one who chased after him! I was the reason I got hurt."

Kacchan quickly steps in, blocking my view. "Hah, stupid nerd. I was the one to protect him. In reality, I was the one chasing after Deku."

The room became tense again. Words that went unsaid for a very long time, were now spoken. Everyone coming out with their faults, blaming no one but themselves.

"Heh, I knew it was a mistake splitting the two of you." He exhaled before making direct eye contact he struggled with this whole time.

"I'm sorry."

Even though this was some sort of odd forgiveness session, my heart still ached. "I...I-I can't forgive you quite, yet! I may never will. But, I'm happy that you owned up now." I knew none of us could take back our previous lives before our mistakes we made. That's okay right? As long as we can all move forward and make up for it?

"Oh, I forgot! Endeavor, what happened to him?" Both Kacchan and All Might were caught off guard by this.

"Ah... Yes, he's in prison for verbal and mental abuse towards his family. To think he could fool the world of being the greatest dancer. Luckily, I was able to get Keigo Takami out- both him and Young Shoto, with the rest of the family in agreement. I can assure you, it really shocked people. In my situation, it was the same to say I was mentally straining my students to be the best of the best."

Justice, is this finally the justice everyone in the end was able to receive? The LOD got Justice, Todoroki-Kun got Justice, and now for Kacchan and I? Is this considered justifiable?

I peer over at the crimson eyed blonde, plastering a smile over my face. "I think we're done here for today." I lean over on my toes towards Kacchan's ear. "I'm satisfied."

He nods and cuts the conversation between the three of us short. "Now Old Man, we got other places to be." He nudges us out, not even saying goodbye.

After the leaving, All Might smiled a genuine smile he hasn't in such a long time.

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